I’m Sorry But I Love You

Catherine tried her best to suppress the anxiety in her heart, “Ms. Mitchell, do you have a photo of the visitor? Let me take a look.”

Sophia’s teacher quickly sent over a photo which was taken not long ago of the current scene. Catherine looked at a pair of old couples who looked kind and seated on the main seat and thought with a faint laugh: It was really them.

Anderson was really shameless.

But he had been that way all he while.

Catherine immediately packed up her stuff and headed to Anderson’s company.
On the other hand, in the Clarks’ mansion…

“Lincoln, come. This is cherries I have ordered for people to air-ship over. Have a taste of it.” Madison looked at her grandson with a loving smile on her face.

“Ma’am, I don’t eat that.” Lincoln held Sophia’s hand while declining politely.

Sophia added while swallowing a few times, “Sophia won’t eat too. Mummy told me that I can’t eat things given to me by strangers.”

Madison’s hand which was holding the cherries were stopped in mid-air awkwardly as she persuaded, “How can you say that I’m a stranger? I am your grandmother, not any outsider. So, Sophia and Lincoln, can you stay here together from now on?”

While facing her grandson and granddaughter, this assertive and oppressive woman who was always that way for her whole life had unexpectedly lowered her stance, “Il heard that you love the amusement park, Sophia. I wish to build one for Sophia and Lincoln in our home so that you can play to your heart’s contents anytime, Sophia.”

Sophia intuitively turned her head and looked at her brother.
Lincoln revealed a smile, “Ma’am, you don’t need to do so much for an outsider.”

“Both you and Sophia are the children of the Clark family. How can you say that you’re outsider?” Madison’s tone was slightly unhappy and strong, “I have asked for the maids to tidy up the children’s room, you guys can take a look at it and tell me whether you’re satisfied or not. If you’re not, just tell me, I will ask for someone to make changes.”

A child was always mores sensitive and cognitive. After sensing that Madison was strengthening her stance, the smile on Lincoln’s face disappeared, “Ma’am, in this whole world, besides our mummy, Sophia and me don’t have other relatives. Please don’t see yourself as our grandmother.”

His tone was cold and cruel, which caused Madison to freeze for a moment. A look of sadness appeared on her face.

consumed some sleeping pills. Since the beginning, Sophia and me never have father, grandparents from my father’s or mother’s side, and in the

but all Madison could feel is a constriction in her chest. After some time, the old man sitting beside her asked, “How did

mocking look before taking a deep breath and answering, “It’s none of your

was immediately getting worked up, “Who taught you to speak like

Madison hastily comforted him. From her perspective, this child

his head around to face Anderson, and there was no sign of fear on his face at all. In contrast, he was strangely calm, “Sophia and I grew up in the prison, and because mummy

heard some rude words like that, he couldn’t help lecturing him. Now that he fully took in Lincoln’s way of speaking out, he was way too mature, a kind of maturity unfit for someone his age. There was an indescribable sense of complication brewing within

into deep thought for a while, “Children shouldn’t interfere in the matters of adults.” “We want to go home.” Lincoln was not giving in. How

family home.” Anderson furrowed his brows, “If you follow someone else’s footsteps, I fear that you guys would imitate her. You would

at Anderson before cooing gently to Lincoln, “My dear Lincoln, don’t blame your

She has indeed killed someone.” Lincoln replied, and then he raised his head and looked at Anderson, “I heard that murder runs in my blood. Won’t you be afraid that I will have

most six years old and he had a gentle and positive outlook. His usually cold face was

but

emotion she felt more was

such an early age, he would already have a standard for judging the right and

eyes, the Clark family was nothing but

anger, “Who taught you to speak…” Who taught this

were interrupted by Bentley abruptly before he could

Sophia’s hand while he consoled her,

things become like it is nowadays. From now on, I will take good care of you. For your mother, I will send my regards too and make sure nobody would bully her anymore. Can you stay with the Clark family and receive

barge into our lives, we

was implying that nobody was bullying them except for the Clark

toys finally felt that the atmosphere in the living room was off. She threw herself at Lincoln and wrapped

living room was